[Magic Dao Patriarch·Chen Qingling] Lan's Night Hunting Notes

As a leader among the youngest generation of Xianmen Hundred Families, and one of the famous "Lan's Little Shuangbi", Lan Jingyi was not killed by ghosts, nor died in the hands of murderous corpses. A bowl of glutinous rice porridge...

Lan Jingyi, whose life was finally saved, decided to bury this matter underground and never recall it again.

Lan Sizhui, who patted Lan Jingyi's chest and back, looked at Lan Jingyi whose cheeks were flushed from coughing, amused and annoyed, "Jingyi, glutinous rice porridge is so spicy, why are you in such a hurry to drink it?"

Lan Jingyi's eyes were filled with tears, and he clenched his fist to his lips, and coughed hoarsely, "Aren't I worried that the poisoning will be too deep? Si Zhui, we must go out for night hunting in the future, you must take Xie The elixir of corpse poison, and, don't let senior cook again! Is he trying to make people hot?!"

Wei Wuxian, who was analyzing the living corpses in Yicheng with Jin Ling and the others, couldn't help but said, "As for what? Hanguang-jun is also from Gusu, and he can eat spicy food very well. Jingyi, you don't know that at all." Learn from Hanguang-jun?"

"It's not good for me to imitate Hanguang-jun, do I have to learn that he can eat spicy food?" Lan Jingyi snapped back, especially thinking that Hanguang-jun never actually ate spicy food, but he couldn't tell Wei Wuxian the fact. Lan Jingyi became even more aggressive, "I grew up, and this is the first time I saw someone cooking glutinous rice porridge with prickly ash, dogwood, mustard, and chili pepper! Are you cooking glutinous rice porridge or chili porridge!!"

The disciples of the immortal sect who were also almost killed by the poison of chili glutinous rice porridge and tea nodded tearfully.They knew that Wei Wuxian was saving their lives, but, but—glutinous rice porridge is really insanely spicy!

Wei Wuxian: "..."

Inexplicably guilty.

Jin Ling wanted to speak for his uncle, but when he recalled the bright red glutinous rice porridge... Jin Ling couldn't help touching his nose, and changed the subject, "Who made the living corpses in Yicheng?"

All the disciples of the Immortal Sect turned their heads to look at Wen Ning in unison.

Wei Wuxian: "..." A big black pot fell from the sky.

Wen Ning was taken aback for a moment, unable to understand what the actions of these young men meant.

A young man in blue clothes turned around hesitantly, "Shouldn't it be Yiling Patriarch?"

"Hmm, definitely not."

"Just look at General Ghost, the Yiling Patriarch definitely wouldn't make living corpses."

"That's right, besides, these living corpses are not as powerful as General Ghost, and they should be better if they are to be made."

Without waiting for the four of Jin Ling to excuse Yiling Patriarch, the disciples of the Xianmen dispelled the suspicion of Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian one by one, and then each began to recall what their elders told them about practicing ghosts. A monk of magic, trying to find out the real murderer.

Inexplicably, Wei Wuxian cleared the suspicion: "???"

What happened?I didn't take the blame?

Lan Jingyi's fourth junior: "..."

The four juniors exchanged glances with each other, feeling inexplicably complicated.

At this moment, there was a clear sound of bamboo poles knocking on the ground outside the house, and it was close to the window. It seemed that someone was standing outside the window and knocking on the ground with a bamboo pole, "click, click, click" The straight sound made goose bumps all over the body, and a chill ran down the spine.

The faces of the young men changed, and the disciples of the immortal sect who had not been poisoned by the corpse stood up and drew their swords out of their sheaths one after another, protecting their peers who had just been detoxified from the corpse and were still in a weak state. The senior who looked like a war scum without spiritual power was also protected by them.

There is no way, although the senior saved them, but after all, the senior is a person who can't even control the sword. He looks knowledgeable but his cultivation level is mediocre. As monks, they naturally have to protect the senior.

Although they themselves are terrified.

Wen Ning got up, stood beside Wei Wuxian, and silently glanced at Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian, who was guarded by the juniors, finally recovered from the doubt and surprise of "Oh, why are these kids so cute? Could it be that the glutinous rice porridge I cooked made my brains so spicy?", and hurriedly patted The young man in front of him motioned for them to make way, stepped forward, stood by the window, slightly opened the window screen that had a hole in it, and looked out.

Lan Jingyi was sitting at the table, watching Wei Wuxian who was peeping out with trepidation, for fear that he would cover his eyes and fall down, but after noticing Jin Ling and Lan Sizhui standing beside Wei Wuxian, Lan Sizhui Jing Yi was slightly relieved, and then turned back to look at the peers at the table worriedly, worried that something might happen to them, but accidentally discovered that some of the disciples of the other families were observing Ouyang Zi's true intentions intentionally or unintentionally. His face seemed to be seeing Ouyang Zi's real face.

Lan Jingyi was slightly taken aback, as if something was about to come out.

"what!"

When her thoughts were interrupted, Lan Jingyi turned her head subconsciously, and saw Wei Wuxian lowered his voice, "Wow, that's amazing, that's amazing." His praise and admiration seemed to come from the heart, arousing the curiosity of all the children of the aristocratic family Immediately, his heart overwhelmed the sense of fear, leaning over like a puppy and asking Wei Wuxian what he saw.

Wei Wuxian couldn't look away, "It's so beautiful, please keep your voice down, don't scare it away, I haven't seen enough of it, wow! It's amazing, it's amazing!"

Jin Ling was extremely curious, like a fairy scratching his heart, "Let me see."

Wei Wuxian tilted his head, "Ru Lan, do you really want to see it?"

Jin Ling nodded.

Wei Wuxian backed away in a good manner, Jin Ling was suspicious, but he believed that Wei Wuxian would not harm him, so he stood in front of the window, looked at the hole in the window screen, and was directly stared at by a pair of white pupils. Come up.

Jin Ling: "!!!"

After a while, Jin Ling straightened up with his usual expression, stepped back a few steps, and glanced at Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian smiled, "Isn't it pretty, Rulan?"

Jin Ling ground his teeth and gritted his teeth, "Reluctantly," Jin Ling said nonchalantly, "It's nothing more than that, I can barely see it."

All the disciples of the immortal sect became more and more curious, Lan Sizhui looked around and went up to see the situation by himself.

Outside the window, the white-eyed girl suddenly opened her mouth, a pool of blood gushed out, and the clothes on her chest were completely soaked in blood.

Lan Sizhui backed away, thanks to being trained by Wei Wuxian recently, so he didn't cry out, but he was too scared, and complained wrongedly: "Senior, there is a female ghost outside! Senior, you, You, you lied!" Blame Gusu Lan's teaching too well, Lan Sizhui couldn't even say a single harsh word.

Wei Wuxian laughed so hard, seeing him laughing so happily, Jin Ling couldn't get angry for a while, and just angrily started to fight back and forth with Lan Jingyi, who was fighting for Lan Sizui.

But in the end, everyone still didn't say anything about Wei Wuxian, and they didn't escape the catastrophe. They all lined up one by one to observe the female ghosts outside the window, and then told the female ghosts they observed one by one. Qi Qi teased Ouyang Zi for really observing the situation seriously.

Ouyang Zi really blushed, begging for mercy repeatedly, looking like a white-faced scholar who was being teased.

Lan Jingyi watched and silently dispelled the doubts in her heart.

The female ghost outside the window suddenly knocked heavily on the ground in a hurry, and then hurried away.When everyone was at a loss, there was a sound of running in a hurry and someone's panting in the distance from the long street.

Everyone looked around, and saw a black figure breaking out of the white mist, running stumblingly, followed by a group of walking corpses.

Lan Sizhui's eyes fell on the man's face, and a white cloth was wrapped around the man's eyes.

"Little uncle?"

"Daoist Xiao Xingchen!"

Wei Wuxian turned his head and looked closely at the fourth junior who exclaimed, "You know him?!"

Lan Jingyi was startled, and stammered, "We guessed, guessed, didn't the priest hold the Shuanghua sword? We know the breeze, the moon and the stars."

"That's right," Ouyang Zi really hastened to remedy, "Shuanghua sword was drawn into countless editions of the Atlas of Immortal Swords and Famous Swords, and I recognized it at a glance."

Jin Ling met the gaze Wei Wuxian was looking at him, and turned his head, "Then we want to save this person?"

Wei Wuxian withdrew his gaze and suppressed his doubts, "If this person is saved, even if he is not Xiao Xingchen, since he appeared in Yicheng, he must know the details of Yicheng."

Jin Ling subconsciously raised his hand to grab Wei Wuxian's lapel, fearing that Wei Wuxian would rush out to save people, and said urgently, "How do you save them? You can't go there now, the sky is full of corpse poison powder, and you will be poisoned if you get close. "

Wei Wuxian frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then his eyes fell on the paper figurines in the room, "There is a way." He left the window and walked up to a pair of paper figurines of twin sisters, "Just these two girls."

Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi stood aside, exchanged glances with Jin Ling and Ouyang Zizhen, and at the same time thought of what they saw in the dream world.

Dotting the Summoning Technique!

Wei WuXian conveniently pulled out Lan Sizhui's Xinglan, lightly rubbed his thumb on the sword, and pulled out a wound. Bright red blood beads popped out instantly, and then turned around and dotted their eyes with blood.

"The winking eyes are shyly closed, and the red lips are gradually smiling. Don't ask about good and evil, dot the eyes to call the future."

The bright red light bloomed, and in the gusts of gloomy wind, the twin sisters made of paper trembled all over, and then laughed softly, the flowers trembled wildly, and the eyes that were dotted with blood were twitching in the eye sockets. Turning and turning, and then sure, she raised her hand shyly, lowered her brows and eyes slightly, covered her lips and smiled lowly, so as to give birth to a pair of beautiful twin sisters.

Wei Wuxian nodded slightly in front of them, and saluted them gently and politely like a son of a family, "Two girls, please."

The pair of paper figurines also owed Wei Wuxian, and returned an even bigger gift.

Wei Wuxian raised his finger and pointed out the door, "Bring the living people in—other than that, nothing will be left behind."

As soon as the words fell, sharp and high-pitched laughter suddenly came from the mouths of the paper people. At the same time, the wind was overwhelming and the door opened with a bang.

Because he had seen too much in the dream world, the fourth junior Lan Sizhui moved slightly out of the way as usual, and the two paper figurines rushed towards the door side by side. When they passed by the fourth junior, they paused for a while, saluted and then went Rushed to the door and attacked the group of walking corpses.

All the disciples of the Immortal Sect watched the paper figurine sisters killing all directions, with envious expressions on their faces, it was really amazing!

After cutting all the walking corpses into corpses all over the ground, the paper doll sisters carried the Taoist into the door, and then jumped out of the door, the door closed automatically, and they guarded the door one on the left and one on the right.

Wen Ning led the way to help the Taoist, but Lan Sizhui wanted to help, but Wei Wuxian raised his hand to stop him, "Don't go there, be careful of getting the corpse poison powder, it can be poisoned through the skin." A bowl of glutinous rice porridge walked over, "You have been poisoned by the corpse, quickly drink glutinous rice porridge to detoxify."

Xiao Xingchen took the glutinous rice porridge, thanked him weakly, bowed his head and took a sip, the corners of his mouth twitched, he endured it for a while before spitting it out, and said politely again: "Thank you."

Wei WuXian turned his head and said triumphantly, "Did you see it? Did you see it? Did they say something? It's just you little dolls who eat my porridge and complain a lot."

Jin Ling finally couldn't help but asked, "Did you cook that? Besides adding a bunch of strange things to the pot, what else did you do?"

Xiao Xingchen laughed, and said seriously: "But I thought about it just now, if I have to eat this every day, I will choose to die."

All the disciples of the Immortal Sect burst into laughter, and Wei Wuxian looked at them silently.

These little dolls really have big hearts.

Wei Wuxian was about to say something when he heard Lan Jingyi exclaim, "No! There are more and more walking corpses!"

Hearing this, Wei Wuxian hurried to the door, looked outside the house through the crack of the door, and saw countless walking corpses staggering around on the street, and the paper man in front of the house obviously couldn't last long.

Xiao Xingchen heard this, and just as he got up with his sword, his body flickered, and Lan Ziling quickly supported him.

Lan Sizhui also stretched out his hand to help, his eyes fell on Xiao Xingchen's left hand unintentionally, and his pupils shrank suddenly.